Trying to explore more black and white shots with people.

The power of the chapstick. So my little guy has taken to lookin' for my chapstick when I'm around. I've had to find a new hiding spot for it. For those that know me well, you'll get a chuckle out of these.

A day with the kids.

Such sweet kids.

Siblings, part II

Stewball was a racehorse... Ok, not really, but he was a cast iron horse.

And he was very treasured.

He was a heavy bugger!

Yet very small.

And my "Bestest Pal" (Give me a break, I started calling him that when I was little) wanted to have a picture of himself and his Stewball.

So we took pictures.

And I worked until my fingertip was hot from the cursor on my laptop, and my eyes felt like there were going to bleed from staring at pixels blown up to the size of pop rocks, and by golly, we got it.

Love you Dad.

Sweet Buttercup